The king will never go to court

Chapter 20 Fighting on the street (2) (for collection and further reading)

The short man waved his hands in front of him, a "cross" cold light pierced the air, broke through the confinement in an instant, and pressed towards Xie Wufeng with a powerful momentum.

The body is like a chain twisted together, one link is buckled, and the breath in the body roars.

In an instant, a black shadow turned into an afterimage.

The short man appeared behind Xie Wufeng like a gust of wind, with a sinister smile hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"It turns out that Double Blade's attack turned out to be a feint!"

Everyone who was hiding in the dark felt a chill in their hearts the moment they saw the short middle-aged man appear in astonishment.

However, when the short icicles on the short man's arms pierced Xie Wufeng's back, his pupils suddenly shrank, and the figure in front of him gradually blurred and disappeared in front of his eyes.

"What's going on? That person disappeared out of thin air!"

Not only was the little man taken aback, but even the people hiding in the dark exclaimed.

Everyone never imagined that a fourth-rank martial artist would have such a strange body movement that he would be able to dodge even a full blow from a second-rank warrior.

"What about people?"

The blind Wang Ensheng was dumbfounded, and before the little man could speak, he shouted, "My lord, are you alright?"

The flustered expression disappeared in an instant, and the short man seized the opportunity, turned around and rushed directly to Wang Ensheng who had reminded him.

Seeing the sudden attack, Wang Ensheng panicked. He had no idea that the other party would suddenly attack him.

He hurriedly ran away, but how could he, an ordinary person, escape the blow of a martial arts expert.

The cold light was getting closer and closer, Wang Ensheng staggered back, his right hand was pressed against the wall tightly, his legs were already weak, and he shouted urgently, "My lord, help me!"

As a second-rank martial artist, the short man's sinister smile grew wider and stronger, and the aura in his arm became stronger and stronger, and the short scorpion in his hand stabbed at Wang Ensheng's neck like lightning.

"Ding" sound!
I saw a spark, and the short man's short shaft directly plunged into the thick wall.Wang Ensheng's body was thrown seven or eight feet away by an afterimage, and he was panting heavily on the ground.

"Let me see how long you can hide?" The short man pulled out the short body that was stuck in the wall, and ordered to the many black-clothed killers behind him, "Come together, you deal with that guy." He pointed at the short body with his hand. Wang Ensheng panting.

"Ah? Why is it me again?!"

Wang Ensheng squeezed out an aggrieved smile in Xie Wufeng's direction, and begged, "My lord, you must save me."

"Hey, is it really appropriate for you to come to die like this? Why don't you let the people behind the scenes come out, and I can save half of your life."

After a gust of cold wind passed, Xie Wufeng's figure flashed out of the black air, directly blocking the footsteps of many killers rushing towards Wang Ensheng.

The short man thought that Xie Wufeng was pretending to be relaxed, and he said coldly with a smirk on his sinister face.

"It's up to you? A gopher who only knows how to hide."

"You dare to insult our son, you"

Wang Ensheng suddenly realized that he was not a palace official, and there were no guards around him, so he could only turn red with anger.

Seeing the many black-clothed killers on the street, he burst out laughing.

"Is it so funny?"

Xie Wufeng glanced around and didn't hold back his hands anymore. With a snap of his fingers, dozens of strong winds pierced the sky.

Outsiders can't detect the trajectory of the strong wind piercing the air at all.

"boom!"

The twenty black-clothed killers rushed to the front and fell to the ground. There was a deep blood hole between their eyebrows, and blood continued to seep out, flowing down their foreheads and covering their entire faces.

The little man who was originally smiling was stunned on the spot, his stiff limbs suddenly couldn't sense the vitality of the surrounding world, and the breath in his body was also constantly being lost.

"What the hell is going on here?"

The short man was terrified in his heart, he didn't dare to stay, he turned around and ran away, but his legs were already weak and he couldn't move at all.

Seeing this, a wanton smile appeared on the corner of Wang Ensheng's mouth.

He quickly walked up to the little man, and he was completely out of his frightened look.

With a serious expression on his face, he stared coldly at the short man standing in front of him, and acted like a great eunuch in the palace, "Now you know that our young master is powerful, if you don't explain it, I will let you be like them."

While speaking, Wang Ensheng did not forget to spit thick phlegm at the twenty black-clothed killers who had died.

"Bah! Still want to kill me?!"

"Me! I say!"

The short man glanced at the fallen body behind him, then at the young man who was still standing in the distance, and said timidly.

At this time, the sky was cloudy again, and dark clouds enveloped the entire lane and street.

An old man in black robes hiding in the dark frowned. He had been hiding around since the first time Xie Wufeng made his move, and had been watching the movement around him.

If the bigwigs from the top aristocratic families in Bohai Chengzhong were present, they would definitely recognize the old man.

"What's going on? The vitality between heaven and earth is constantly losing?"

The old man turned his eyes to the young man standing in the middle of the street, then shook his head, denying the thoughts in his heart.

"How could it be this kid? How could a fourth-rank martial artist trigger the vision of heaven and earth?!"

Seeing the black-clothed corpses all over the ground, only a second-rank martial artist was left kneeling on the ground begging for mercy.

Everyone hiding in the dark was silent and couldn't believe their eyes.

In that flick of the finger, before everyone could see clearly, twenty killers were instantly killed by one blow.

This huge impact is simply unbelievable, but it really appeared in front of everyone.

"Boom! Boom!"

The dark clouds above the head became more and more solid, and the roar of thunder and lightning gathered deep in the clouds could even be heard.

The short man looked up at the sky above his head, and there was a dark cloud over his head, which was exactly the same as the dark cloud over the Fenghua Building yesterday, but the momentum was much weaker.

"You, who are you?"

The short man stared at the boy walking slowly towards him with a look of fear.

"Not yet? Are you going to be loyal to the master behind you?"

Wang Ensheng always remembered every word of his highness, he kicked the little man's chest, and said sharply.

"I said, I said!"

The little man came back to his senses and knelt on the ground begging for mercy.

"I'm from Yulongtang. I just want to ask the young master for a Pill of Breaking the Pulse. I really don't want to have any grudges with the young master."

"Fish Dragon Hall?"

Xie Wufeng did not expect that an ordinary Breaking Pulse Pill could attract so many people's coveting and pursuit.

He flicked his robe, and slowly walked past the short man. With a "boom", the short man fell into the ground instantly, his whole head level with the bluestone slab on the ground.

"I'll let you go today. If you Yulongtang still want to chase me, it's time to disappear."

Xie Wufeng didn't kill them all, thinking that he would take control of Bohai City in the future, and the small gang of Yulongtang could still be used by him.

The short man in the deep pit shouted to the sky with the last of his strength, "No way, please rest assured, my lord."

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